Fairfax - Fairfax, VA

Nice ice cream but little too fatty, slightly tastes like margarine.

 Cemal Cakez

Today I wanted to try something new and got two scoops: one of a kesar pita(sp?) and the other, white raspberry truffle, something tried and true in case I didn’t like the new flavor. They messed up my order (which happens I think 4/5 times I go there, but more on that later), BUT I was so into this new flavor that I wasn’t interested in my back up flavor. So I get to the bottom and it turns out they never scooped the second flavor for me which, despite the mistake on my order, worked out great for me because I actually really like it! So back to my orders typically being incorrect. I’m not sure what I did to make the great, young employees of Bruster’s hate me, but I feel like they passively aggressively try to show me how displeased they are with my existence by purposefully screwing up my orders. I have a feeling that it’s over the pup cups I like to order for my dog, who isn’t always with me, but when I’ve asked in the past, different people have given me different answers. As of right now, I’m under the impression that they’re free. Usually I try to buy something, except on the seldom occasion I didn’t bring any money with me but actually do have my dog. If it’s over the pup cups, please correct me instead of messing with my order. I *THINK* I’m pleasant when I’m at the window, pretty sure I am, but perhaps my self awareness is not… accurate. I’m not rude, I say please and thank you, I try not to be difficult, i pay, I tip (98% of the time except when I don’t have money - see pup cup scenario) and I leave. I’m not sure where we went wrong, but my orders are almost never right. And if on the rare occasion it is right, it’s when a particular shift coincidentally isn’t working… WHAT DID I DO?! is it my face? is it the pup cup? Are you biased against my dog? do you hate my husband (I get it.. I’m jk)? Have in been confused for someone else, but am now stuck with their punishment, because I frequent that establishment often enough that you remember ME and associate your existing utter contempt with my now frequenting face? Did I say something wrong to you? How long will you hold this grudge for dear young one? Shall I write you a sonnet or haiku about love and forgiveness? Do you need a hug? Please don’t tase me. Anyway, while these are minor inconveniences when they happen, I’m still fairly content because you really can’t go wrong with ice cream in general. The only one who is truly hurt is the dog. Please leave her out of this. She doesn’t know how to loathe like you do. I hope you find peace, little one, and know in the grand scheme of things, none of this matters, and one day you’ll look back and remember me fondly.

 Victoria Minh N Siksay

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 Katie Duncan